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I doubt it.
She stared at me. "What did you say?"
"I said I doubt it. All of this stuff that happened, all the things we did together. I doubt you would make it three days without me."
“Time’s up!”
She glared at the top of my head, which was pointed at her as I finished writing my last sentence. I slowly brought my pen to the well worn surface of my desk, and looked up to meet her gaze.
“Here you are”
I stood, handing her the paper, and left her alone in the classroom.